HP: Slytherin disguise

France.

International Confederation of Wizards, Floo Network Teleport Zone.

On both sides of the huge wide road.

It's an endless fireplace.

People come and go.

From time to time someone would come out of the fireplace in a burst of green flames.

Then hurriedly blended into the crowd.

"Well, it feels good."

Deco stretched and walked out.

Outside, several wizards were guarding.

It should have been sent by Mr. Garcia.

Mr. Gonzalez stepped forward and led Decorah a short distance away.

The wizards were responsible for clearing the way.

The terrain here is very complex.

There are many corridors, and they all look exactly the same.

If you are not familiar with it.

I'm afraid I could get lost here.

Anyway, Decorah doesn't remember directions.

It's really because it's not necessary.

He doesn't live here, so even if he remembers it, it will be in vain.

On the way to Mr. Garcia's location, Decola made an unexpected turn.

He saw the young man who made a deep impression on him.

The young wizard who presided over that presidential election.

That is him.

The sound made Decorah feel uncomfortable.

Perhaps sensing the gaze, the young wizard turned his head and raised his hand to make a gesture.

At the same time, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There was a strange and uncomfortable sight in his eyes.

"Where did this lunatic come from..."

"Don't you want to live?"

Decorah raised her eyebrows, turned slightly, and raised her hand to wipe her neck.

That delicate, beautiful face.

Show provocation.

Very obvious meaning:

'Come if you miss, you dirty rat'

Although I don’t know who this person is.

But one thing is for sure.

If you offend him, you will have to pay a heavy price.

Who makes Decorah a little arrogant?

That is an absolute confidence.

When Voldemort comes, everyone has to get slapped twice.

"What's wrong? Mr. Minister."

Although Mr. Gonzalez led the way, he was always paying attention to what was happening behind him.

Decorah slowed down visibly.

He noticed it the first time.

"who's that person."

"It's...the wizard who presided over the last presidential election."

Decola originally wanted to point it out to Mr. Gonzalez.

But it took just a moment to turn around.

Just turned the corner and came to another corridor.

With a smile on his face, Mr. Gonzalez whispered: "That's Simon, a fine young man."

"Joined half a year ago."

"Good talent."

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Decorah had a premonition.

This person.

I definitely know...

And the impression is not good, even if the appearance and identity are changed.

Disgust and discomfort can also be felt.

I just don’t know who it is...

The president’s exclusive office area.

As soon as Decorah came to this corridor, he felt what ultimate defense was.

In addition to wizards standing on both sides of the corridor.

There are also guards on patrol at all times.

The corridors are also brightly lit.

Innermost.

It's the office.

It's not that Decorah is smart, but there are no rooms on both sides of the corridor.

There is a door at the end.

If not an office, what else could it be?

Can…

Why are so many people guarding...

is it necessary…

Decorah didn't think it was necessary, but what he didn't know was that there were people from the International Confederation of Wizards.

No one felt it was unnecessary.

"Please allow us to search you."

Walking through the depressingly quiet corridor.

Not yet at the door.

Then out of nowhere, two wizards in white robes came out.

"Is there still this link?"

Decorah was very unhappy.

This was the first time he was asked to search.

Absolutely ridiculous.

Mr. Gonzalez had no idea that Decola would be upset.

Because of his impression of Decorah.

It only stayed at the last time we voted in the meeting room.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Minister."

But a body search is really not very friendly...

To prevent Decorah from changing his face.

He could only apologize quickly.

And smiled apologetically.

I hope Decorah can calm down.

"Well, for Mr. Garcia's sake..."

Although Decorah was not very happy.

But then I thought about it.

I can't fall out at this time.

In other words, Mr. Garcia also has interests and cooperation with him.

Just do a body search.

Anyway, I didn’t bring anything dangerous...

Comforted myself.

Decorah stepped forward and accepted the search by the two wizards.

"You're just going to let them search you?"

?Long was very unhappy.

It wants to lose its temper now.

But it's a pity.

Decorah ignored it.

After all, he was comforting himself.

There is no time to pay attention to the dragon anymore.

The two wizards searched for a while.

Then backed away.

Obviously, nothing was found...

at last.

After this disaster.

Successfully entered the president's office.

It's huge inside.

Bookcases filled with books and documents.

Don't look carefully.

Decorah thought she was in the wrong place and entered the library.

Turning around the bookshelf, I saw the desk in the corner. The desk was a bit messy.

Although there are no books and documents.

But there were children's toys and blankets.

Behind the desk.

Sitting there was Mr. Garcia, dressed in white wizard robes.

In his arms was a child.

A child who is only one year old.

If you follow Decorah's words, describe what that child looks like.

That's just a few words.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

And, it's a little ugly.

Not very eye-catching.

But it's almost the same, as long as you don't let him see it up close.

He was really afraid that he would become irritated easily if he looked at it for too long.

Oh, it's not that he's irritable.

Rather it.

After integrating into one, the emotions of both parties are also connected.

can be affected.

"President."

Mr. Gonzalez gave a reminder after bringing Decorah.

Then he stepped aside.

It's like making room for Decorah.

What silenced him was.

Decorah had no intention of coming forward, and just stood by the bookcase far away from the desk.

"Decora is here?"

Mr. Garcia looked up, a smile on his serious face.

Even inside the eyes.

There was also a smile and a softness.

As the subordinate who had been with him the longest, Mr. Gonzalez naturally noticed the changes in his eyes.

It was a clear change from solemn to gentle.

He did not think that President Garcia was a person who could show a gentle look.

I have never seen such tenderness.

Can…

It seems that after returning from Hogwarts last time, the president was able to reveal...

"Um, yes, Mr. Garcia."

"Nice to meet you."

Decorah's delicate face immediately filled with a perverse smile.

And the teenager who was so unhappy outside that he was speechless.

Not a person at all.

This is something Mr. Gonzalez has just realized.

At the same time, I'm still a little confused...

Mr. Garcia smiled gently, freed up one hand and waved at Decorah, who was far away from him.

"Come here, let me see if you have grown taller."

That voice was particularly kind.

Decorah also sensed Mr. Garcia's kindness and kindness.

no way.

He could only move over in two steps.

Finally, I came to the desk.

With a cute smile on his face, he said: "My mother said I have grown a lot taller."

"what do you think?"

Decorah hadn't paid attention to his height for a long time.

in his impression.

It seems like people you talk to and walk with.

There is no one shorter than him.

But his mother said he had grown a lot taller, so he must have grown taller...